He carried a rifle and handed it to Lily. “This is for you.” Her arm dropped under its heft. “A twenty-two millimeter Lee-Enfield training rifle,” Jalil told her. “Number two, MK four. It’s a single shot affair, only to teach you how to shoot.” She grasped the firearm with both hands, then cradled it in her arms. “And to teach you safety and marksmanship.” Gently, Jalil moved the barrel down. “First, you’ll learn to shoot, later to clean, strip and load. Then maybe, you’ll be issued one.” He pushed the rifle down further, and pointed the barrel at the ground. “Maybe.” He unfolded a large paper target and scanned the walls of the caravanserai. “Not there,” Gideon told him. “Your ancestors built these walls. Have you no respect for your past?” “If not there, where?” Jalil wedged the top of the target into a crack between ashlars.
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